I'm not kidding. Nothing
just a psycho evil ball
and that can't dance
so... please help : POEM
If one is to come
and to say goodbye
what is the point?
and what is the why?
If one eats a cone
and the other a knife
which one dies quickest?
who loses their life?
If people are clawing
up a new wall
how many are sane?
how many is all?
Wasn't that poetic?
April 28, 2011
April 10, 2011
The effects of DNA
Just because, because what, that's a question so you need a question mark, and that sentence needed a comma, but all of these don't even make sense as one sentence.
And because of the effects of DNA, they started genetically modifying things. Like, uh, carrots. So, they don't grow pointy, like they used too. (That should get the Environmentalists attention)
Now they just grow as little stubby things, that you can fit; like 12 carrots in you pocket. And you can put 10 in your mouth. It's pathetic.
And you can't stab anyone with a bag of carrots. Because it might be empty, and then it just bends.
And they change spiders, to bite people. And they turn into Spider men. And save New York, from nonexistent goblins.
But they might exist if you change the DNA of a... baby rabbit, and mix it's genes with uh... mole rat. And some human traits. And you end up with a goblin.
Dinosauric Nucleic Add-ons. That's DNA. Its what connects our genes with dinosaurs. And sometimes some Aboriginal people get some high doses of DNA and become cannibals. And then they get loose, near your house. And you have to fight them off. With tranquilizers. I am so sorry.
And because of the effects of DNA, they started genetically modifying things. Like, uh, carrots. So, they don't grow pointy, like they used too. (That should get the Environmentalists attention)
Now they just grow as little stubby things, that you can fit; like 12 carrots in you pocket. And you can put 10 in your mouth. It's pathetic.
And you can't stab anyone with a bag of carrots. Because it might be empty, and then it just bends.
And they change spiders, to bite people. And they turn into Spider men. And save New York, from nonexistent goblins.
But they might exist if you change the DNA of a... baby rabbit, and mix it's genes with uh... mole rat. And some human traits. And you end up with a goblin.
Dinosauric Nucleic Add-ons. That's DNA. Its what connects our genes with dinosaurs. And sometimes some Aboriginal people get some high doses of DNA and become cannibals. And then they get loose, near your house. And you have to fight them off. With tranquilizers. I am so sorry.
April 6, 2011
Heliotropes and the like
Sometimes heliotropes are quite bothersome. But aren't we all? Also, I occasionally prepare my speeches in advance, only to find out that no such thing is blothered. Then I said to him, "Peradventure you are departing this mid-evening?" he answered back, "Why rather not? I am but a gentleman." True, how true said the sour kangaroo.
Virus
I had to post this because and Professor T.A Davidson, who has a PhD in virology and works at Harvard, challenged one of my PowerPoint presentations; this presentation was about viruses. So I sent him the PowerPoint, attached with some additional data, and my new malware project.
(I needed to test it somewhere)
And now his computer screen sounds weird. HAHAHAHAHA!
Of course that's not what my post is on today. At least not that kind of virus. Since, I am a technovirologist, I will talk about the living kind of virus. Because I know less about the infecting kind.
So
I have a virus, it has 3 strands of RNA and 3 virions. It's icosahedral and is slowly destroying my stomach. Luckily its not a norovirus. THE END.
Take that...
And don't tap on the glass, or I'll bite your fingers off.
(I needed to test it somewhere)
And now his computer screen sounds weird. HAHAHAHAHA!
Of course that's not what my post is on today. At least not that kind of virus. Since, I am a technovirologist, I will talk about the living kind of virus. Because I know less about the infecting kind.
So
I have a virus, it has 3 strands of RNA and 3 virions. It's icosahedral and is slowly destroying my stomach. Luckily its not a norovirus. THE END.
Take that...
And don't tap on the glass, or I'll bite your fingers off.
April 4, 2011
Scratch
I have been pondering the question, "Why do you have a scratch on your face?"
It's not like I actually have a scratch on my face... but it's still a question I need to answer.
So I came up with a few answers.
Note: ( Q always means "Why do you have a scratch on your face?")
Q:
A: Never mind. But remember; freight trains move faster then humans.
Q:
A: You tell me, you're the one that tipped the building over.
Q:
A: Well, I didn't know that Wolverine could swing so hard.
Q:
A: Well, I was shaving, and my chainsaw slipped.
Q:
A: Because the stupid jerk, sped up instead of slowing down!
Q:
A: Well that's what happens when you hold a grenade too close to your face.
Q:
A: Someone sharpened the piano keys!
Q:
A: I don't know! I was asleep when the ninjas attacked.
Do you like these. I guess they are kinda stupid answers, since nobody believes the truth now-a-days. But they could be much worse.
Thanks for standing up for my face. It's always better then standing on my face.
That can leave some serious facial scars. In the shape of Nike symbols. Which is better than lightning scars on your forehead.
Sorry, I got off topic again.
It's not like I actually have a scratch on my face... but it's still a question I need to answer.
So I came up with a few answers.
Note: ( Q always means "Why do you have a scratch on your face?")
Q:
A: Never mind. But remember; freight trains move faster then humans.
Q:
A: You tell me, you're the one that tipped the building over.
Q:
A: Well, I didn't know that Wolverine could swing so hard.
Q:
A: Well, I was shaving, and my chainsaw slipped.
Q:
A: Because the stupid jerk, sped up instead of slowing down!
Q:
A: Well that's what happens when you hold a grenade too close to your face.
Q:
A: Someone sharpened the piano keys!
Q:
A: I don't know! I was asleep when the ninjas attacked.
Do you like these. I guess they are kinda stupid answers, since nobody believes the truth now-a-days. But they could be much worse.
Thanks for standing up for my face. It's always better then standing on my face.
That can leave some serious facial scars. In the shape of Nike symbols. Which is better than lightning scars on your forehead.
Sorry, I got off topic again.
March 30, 2011
Funny
I haven't posted forever! Which is like... a long time. Since I posted almost close to the day next to the day before yesterday.
But I just had to share this:
"I like going to the park and watching the children run around because they don't know I'm using blanks."
It's a quote by Emo Phillips (whoever that is) and I think it's hilarious! If you get it...
It's okay to laugh... it gives you brain cells. Actually it only gives you endorphins... so when laughing, you get linked with the activation of the ventromedial prefrontal cortex, and in the hypothalamus, endorphins are produced....
(say ventromedial prefrontal cortex 5x fast)
Laughing is also really healthy, when the beta-endorphins are produced they stimulate your endothelial surface, which then releases nitric oxide, which dilates your blood vessels. Nitric oxide also has some other cardioprotective properties, like reduction of inflammation and decreased platelet aggregation. So laughing makes you think clearer, removes small blood clots, and stops tumors by controlling platelets.
Sorry, getting a little to scientific... but heed my words, that stuff above is true.
But I just had to share this:
"I like going to the park and watching the children run around because they don't know I'm using blanks."
It's a quote by Emo Phillips (whoever that is) and I think it's hilarious! If you get it...
It's okay to laugh... it gives you brain cells. Actually it only gives you endorphins... so when laughing, you get linked with the activation of the ventromedial prefrontal cortex, and in the hypothalamus, endorphins are produced....
(say ventromedial prefrontal cortex 5x fast)
Laughing is also really healthy, when the beta-endorphins are produced they stimulate your endothelial surface, which then releases nitric oxide, which dilates your blood vessels. Nitric oxide also has some other cardioprotective properties, like reduction of inflammation and decreased platelet aggregation. So laughing makes you think clearer, removes small blood clots, and stops tumors by controlling platelets.
Sorry, getting a little to scientific... but heed my words, that stuff above is true.
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March 28, 2011
Duet
I've been working on my guitar and vocals. For our school Talent Show on April 12th. I'm singing a duet. Wish us luck. So I have written a poem on it. Because you love my poems.
This is just to say:
I have sung
a duet
with the neighbor
down hill
And which
we were planning
to do
for the Talent Show
Listen to us
it was amazing
so pure
and so harmonic
Good? I think so. Whoa...
Is that how you spell whoa?
It passes the spell check. So I guess.
Now, I have everything important off my mind. So now I can bug you with the minor details of my duet.
1st- My duet partner can't speak English.... So we have a very minor problem there. (Just Kidding)
2nd- Tryouts are tomorrow.
3rd- My guitar is infested with termites.
4th- My list isn't even close to the end.
Okay here's my illustration. Since I always have an illustration.
This is just to say:
I have sung
a duet
with the neighbor
down hill
And which
we were planning
to do
for the Talent Show
Listen to us
it was amazing
so pure
and so harmonic
Good? I think so. Whoa...
Is that how you spell whoa?
It passes the spell check. So I guess.
Now, I have everything important off my mind. So now I can bug you with the minor details of my duet.
1st- My duet partner can't speak English.... So we have a very minor problem there. (Just Kidding)
2nd- Tryouts are tomorrow.
3rd- My guitar is infested with termites.
4th- My list isn't even close to the end.
Okay here's my illustration. Since I always have an illustration.
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March 25, 2011
Nov. 3
Sorry: I just had to write this down somewhere.
November 3rd is my birthday. - Notes: This day makes me happy.
Because of my birthday I am 15. - Notes: I need to get my Driver's permit
15 is a magical number. - Notes: 14 comes before 15.
"O" is the 15th letter of the alphabet. - Notes: "o" as in Orange Peel.
O can also stand for a hug and X can be a kiss. - Notes: I need to practice my X and O's
Hug is a synonym of cuddle. - Notes: I don't agree
Cuddle- which reminds me.
November 3rd is my birthday. - Notes: This day makes me happy.
Because of my birthday I am 15. - Notes: I need to get my Driver's permit
15 is a magical number. - Notes: 14 comes before 15.
"O" is the 15th letter of the alphabet. - Notes: "o" as in Orange Peel.
O can also stand for a hug and X can be a kiss. - Notes: I need to practice my X and O's
Hug is a synonym of cuddle. - Notes: I don't agree
Cuddle- which reminds me.
hahahahaha
Notes: I am creeped out, even though I drew this.
And that's all folks. Except for a few outlaws on the border of Mexico. And a broken, but tinted, window.
And I'm tired. zipp!
March 21, 2011
"Thomas Edison," I said, brightening up...
Do you know that Thomas Edison started going deaf at age 12? Whoa!
Thomas died on October 18, 1931.
And that's it. That's all about Thomas Edison, except for something about a light-bulb. And so since this subject was so brief, I'm gonna have to start on a new subject... I'm gonna grab my dictionary real quick...
Okay, today's other subject is on... strudel. which is defined as: "a pastry consisting of fruit, cheese, or some other filling rolled in paper-thin dough and baked.
So... I guess I like strudel. Cause I've had apple strudel bread and stuff like that. It's pretty good, but I'm not to sure about the cheese. Do you like strudel?
I'm just digging myself a grave. (I said deeply)
I can hear the funeral bells. (Someone else chimed in)
And your brain is gonna rot. (My friend said absent-minded)
It's worth the risk. (I said precariously)
I could do puns like this forever (My dad said longingly)
I can't I'm too big. (I said broadly)
My stomach hurts. (He said inwardly)
At least you don't have antlers. (I said dearly)
Okay, goodnight. (He said dreamily)
I need a bit too. (I said partially)
He has a mousy face. (John squeaked) After my dad went.
Shut up, and get me my belt. (I said tightly)
But what about the Earthquake. (John said shakily)
Stop with the puns or I'll stab you. (I said punctually)
Now you can put on the belt. (He said wastefully) -- -- yes, I know, it's the wrong kind of waist.
I think I'll create another story with these puns. ( I said rightfully) --- the wrong kind of write...
Okay, I think I'll finish this one. (He said readily)
Thomas died on October 18, 1931.
And that's it. That's all about Thomas Edison, except for something about a light-bulb. And so since this subject was so brief, I'm gonna have to start on a new subject... I'm gonna grab my dictionary real quick...
Okay, today's other subject is on... strudel. which is defined as: "a pastry consisting of fruit, cheese, or some other filling rolled in paper-thin dough and baked.
So... I guess I like strudel. Cause I've had apple strudel bread and stuff like that. It's pretty good, but I'm not to sure about the cheese. Do you like strudel?
I'm just digging myself a grave. (I said deeply)
I can hear the funeral bells. (Someone else chimed in)
And your brain is gonna rot. (My friend said absent-minded)
It's worth the risk. (I said precariously)
I could do puns like this forever (My dad said longingly)
I can't I'm too big. (I said broadly)
My stomach hurts. (He said inwardly)
At least you don't have antlers. (I said dearly)
Okay, goodnight. (He said dreamily)
I need a bit too. (I said partially)
He has a mousy face. (John squeaked) After my dad went.
Shut up, and get me my belt. (I said tightly)
But what about the Earthquake. (John said shakily)
Stop with the puns or I'll stab you. (I said punctually)
Now you can put on the belt. (He said wastefully) -- -- yes, I know, it's the wrong kind of waist.
I think I'll create another story with these puns. ( I said rightfully) --- the wrong kind of write...
Okay, I think I'll finish this one. (He said readily)
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